Harbinger - MZ Boom Bap, Ryler Smith, Teknical Development.is

Shimmy ya

Jiggy ja ja ja

Spreading messages right outta mic, yuh

It going on till the sun coming down

Indipendent minds sparking up the young ones, yuh

We elevating

Execute it in a meditative state during

Heavy ventilation when I’m blazed

Now get it on

Who got the funk upon the flava, us

It going down when the bass kick

Rugged how we relay the dust

I bust, plenty styles, shock it out the socket

They way I rock it

Not surprised that they try to copy

This for my posse

Not falling for any bull shit

Walking a world conservative

Owned by many of fools which

Own the concrete, own the building own the oil

While many people walking blind passed

Spitting on they own soil

Up on the social media y’all changing nothing

It bout the wisdom being passed

And not getting perks from the bluffing

Who pushed the button

Now we got it an issue

The children gon be born into a ruff world

And that’s official

My misdo, is realizing too late

That I got responsibilities

When dropping these

Metaphors and similes

Who got the freshest style up with it tho?

I kick the cypher

And the party getting physical

With these slick eased instrumentals

By my Portuguese Connection

We coming in with speed into your section

Shimmy ya

Jiggy ja ja ja

Spreading messages right out da mic, yuh

It going on till the sun coming down

Indipendent minds sparking up the young ones, yuh

We elevating

Spreading the knowledge

While I wreck the party

We smoke and drink our problems away

Playing games like Atari

Hardly

Feeling the balance tip

The world so thick headed

Many men and women

Bury they heads in rich errands

I watch the world

Turn slowly while I roll a spliff

Im flowing thru the mist

During a solar eclipse

Check it, I bust the info for those clever types

Ego is rising up to hella heights

That’s why they sell they rights

I drop the function on the regular

So ahead of my time

You see my light like the stars of the nebula

So burn the paper

Lay the fundament, we on it

It’s the era of exposing

What our government recorded

Don’t' forfeit, to ash

Declassify the truth

It’s the mind over matter from the booth

Now step forth

Who got a source

Coming wild in ya business

In yo area puffing loud

You can find me where the mist is

Shimmy ya

Jiggy ja ja ja

Spreading messages right out da mic, yuh

It going on till the sun coming down

Indipendent minds sparking up the young ones, yuh

Yo trapped in the mix of life

Youth (…) in the range of steep survival

Frozen steps in the harsh cold

Internal wars

When the youth hang themselves

Mental health spine

In the lust to decline

Pain ain’t the love

To generate a better self

Scream from the soul

You choose to ignore

No fears when the end

Steps through doors

Reap on your soul

The end was the poison

On your daily force

Think, create

Live to manifest a situation

What’s your vision?

Different vibrations

It’s the ones who

Run with the other side

Lighting the force

The mental alchemy

Equasion of four (???)

Attention to old hands

With the point of focus

Leading the sheep

Expand the (???)

From the dark to the light

Ain’t no fun when your people’s fucked

Same old stories

I beg you tell me that

This type of noise is boring

Change will come

No warnings, just a fact of life

Like (???) of a nation

Ain’t no lies

That the world is still dying

Shimmy ya

Jiggy ja ja ja

Spreading messages right out da mic, yuh

It going on till the sun coming down

Indipendent minds sparking up the young ones, yuh

We elevating

We elevating